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Phantom647
Poems
Apr 2021
Anger
Anger is degenerating.
It burns up in a fiery rage
And leaves destruction in its wake.
The only thing left,
Is a hollow feeling of regret.
And a want to make amends for things,
That cannot be made right.
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Phantom647
25/M/Washington, DC
(25/M/Washington, DC)
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